Her stomach was hard as a board and her golden-haired pussy framed by a white garter belt and suspenders. The reinforced tops of her stockings were pu...led tight against the garter clips. She stood there on her high-heels, legs slightly parted - her cum juice moistening her golden curls. My mother was a wanton slut who gave me such pleasure I was bound to her in every way. I could fuck all the women in the world but would always want more of her, and I knew she felt the same. Our mother son. I took her hand and placed it on the tip of my penis. she looked at me and did nothing.I kept my hands on her waist and pulled her closer. “Meri behen par gayi na tu saali … abhi tujhe batata hu main kya cheez hu (you spoke about my sister, now i will teach you a lesson)” Saying this i kissed her cheeks voilently and moved on to her lips. All this while her hands were on my dick and she wasn’t doing anything, just stood there cold.The kiss on her lips seemed to have its effect on her as she. Most of the aunties like to lick their ass hole.She was very badly wet and her thighs were also slippery with her juices and a very strange erotic smell was coming from her pussy. I started to massage her pussy and she was hissing loudly and so I put my mouth on lips and thrust my tongue inside her mouth and then she held my cock tight and parted her legs and she brought her pussy forward and took my cock in between her thighs and started to rock fast so I understood that now she is red hot so. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare. Would you like to dance?" "Sure." Just then I realized a slow song came on. He led me to the dance floor and we danced for what felt like forever. "It's only been a couple minutes. Are you alright?" "What? How do you what I'm thinking?" I was alarmed. "Come with me. We need to be somewhere more... private." I didn't know this man yet I was willing to do anything to be with him. We walked briskly down the hall towards the alley. I stumbled and he lifted me up.